A/N: This is my first time writing a drama/romance story. I'm sorry if the story feels short or rushed [because I'm a guy who likes getting straight to the point]. This story is a tragedy and I channeled my inner Shakespeare to write this.

Chapter 0: Far away from home

"Athrun, there will never be a time where I will choose you over Orb."

C.E. 75. One year has passed since the ceasefire between ZAFT and Orb, but LOGOS remnants have continued hostile activities. ZAFT and Orb forces have fought day and night for the past year to hunt down and stop the LOGOS remnants.

December, C.E. 75, the last hideout of LOGOS was found [in Oslo] and captured. The war is finally over.

Kira returned to the Minerva with Mu since the latter was injured during the fight. Athrun went to the nearby city to inspect the damage and casualties.

A huge part of downtown Oslo was destroyed. LOGOS didn't care anyone else they hit as long as they hit their target. Athrun saw buildings destroyed and people screaming in pain. The Orb medical teams were on site but they were undermanned.

"Wait! Please! Don't kill me!"

Athrun heard the scream. He looked around and saw a young man in a LOGOS uniform. His leg was messed up. He was pushing the doctor aiding him, thinking that she was going to kill him.

"Hey!" Athrun rushed over and held the young man's hand. "Calm down."

"Please sir. Please don't kill me. They- they forced me to work for them, please." The young man was still in a panic.

"Young man! Listen we're not going to kill you. We're trying to help you. Your leg is messed up. We need to fix that." Athrun's words and actions soon calmed the young man down.

"Thank you. I can finally set his leg properly." The doctor was busy but thankful for Athrun calming the young man down.

She sets the boys leg with a cast, but the young man passed out from shock. She calls for a medical team with a stretcher to take the young man away.

After an hour of helping the injured, the situation has calmed down and Athrun finally gets a good look at the doctor. 5 foot 2, slender build; even though her uniform was hiding it, he could see that she was well endowed. She had platinum blonde hair, green eyes, light skin, and blood covered beautiful hands. She was no older than him yet it felt like she was more experienced than him.

"You look like you've done this a thousand times." Athrun said while the doctor was collecting her things.

"It's because I have." Not even looking at him, the doctor continued to clean and collect her things.

"What's your name?" Athrun asked.

"Alicia."

"Alicia. That's a nice name. I'm-"

"Athrun Zala?" Alicia cuts him off.

A surprised look was on Athrun's face.

"Yeah, you're pretty popular among women... and men of our age, Mr. Zala."

"That's- that's something, I guess. But please, call me Athrun."

"Do you still have some business with me, Mr. Zala?" Alicia annoyingly asks.

"Sorry. I just wanted to know why you helped an enemy, when there are more people here that could use your help."

"Mr. Zala you don't even believe a part of what you just said." Alicia says while heading towards an ambulance.

"Which part?" Athrun seriously asks.

"The enemy part. You know that boy wasn't an enemy, because you helped him too."

"Maybe I was just being an idiot." Athrun says with a sarcastic tone.

"I wouldn't know about that, but you are a good guy, and I hope you never change that, Mr. Zala." Alicia tells him while getting on the ambulance.

Before she can close the door Athrun had one last thing to say. "The boy was lucky you were there."

Alicia smiles and said "The boy was unlucky that you were." She closes the door.

Athrun had a sort of conflicted look on his face. "Where are you from?" he asks.

"The Nara Islands."

"Nara?" Athrun was surprised. "You're far away from home."

"So are you, Athrun." She signals the driver. The ambulance drives away.

A/N#2: The Nara Islands is a fictional place. It is [fictionally] located somewhere in the middle of the Indian Ocean. The next part will focus on Athrun and Cagalli's "relationship".